This choice: A little exploring doesn’t hurt right? • Go Back...Chapter #6A little exploring doesn’t hurt right? by: LordwithEyes  Nodding Gwyn‘s new companion dusted herself off and checked the surrounding forest, while Gwyn explores deeper into it. They both agreed to try and get back to a designated camp spot before too dark. Gwyn explores the forest for a little, content to just enjoy nature’s beauty. Like the dozen remains of undergarments scattered across the forest floor, whether they be dangling from tree branches or simply discarded on the ground. Truly gorgeous.
Finding another sturdy tree branch, Gwyn pocketed it away for later use as a weapon for butt smacking. Gwyn gasped though when her elven vision spotted something in the distance. It was a dark elf and her retinue of servants! Although they weren’t the image of intimidation anymore.
“Nature spirits” thought Gwyn when she saw Dryads and and a Treewoman currently in the process of punishing outsiders invading their little private space.
The treewoman had two of the human slavegirls dangling by her branches from their granny panties whilst the Dryads spanked them maliciously with their limbs, acting as very effective paddles. Meanwhile their dark elf mistress was bawling her eyes out as her thong was used to saw her in half, with a Dryad giving her a squeaky clean wedgie and forcing her butt onto what looked like a dildo. Judging by her confused moans Gwyn might’ve been right.
Grimacing Gwyn attempted to leave but was stopped by a presence behind her. Turning around quickly Gwyn came face to face with her first Dryad. The nature spirit looked youthful, with the body of a vulpturous woman but pale green skin and leafy hair and a lead bra and loincloth it looks.
Before Gwyn can say anything she quickly ducked under an overhead swing but was too slow to dodge the following strike which hit full force onto her butt.
“KYAAAA!” Gwyn could not help herself, the smack was powerful and it stung badly. And the Dryad did not stop, she was unforgiving and she punished any interloper that dares venture into their forest. Assaulting the poor elf’s butt Gwyn felt tears slide once again down her cheeks as her other cheeks turned an angry red.
“AHHHHH! PLEA-SE ST-STOP!” She did not. In fact the Dryad had grabbed the abused frilly panties and began bouncing Gywn by them, swinging her around like a toy and felt something roughly pushed into her butt. Eyes wide Gwyn felt the Dryad shove something vaguely dildolike up her butt!
Half moaning in delight at the pleasurable feeling and also pain from the wedgie Gwyn felt herself finding a liking to this. As the Dryad began assaulting her rear she also continued to grope Gwyn‘s generous bottom, reddening it further but also creating a pleasurable feeling to Gwyn now. She had also snapped her frilly waistband onto her face, covering it and forcing Gywn to smell her own butt. For some reason all of these factors began heavily arousing her.
Feeling like she’s reaching her limit Gwyn was close to exploding when she felt the tree spirit be interrupted, and she couldn’t help the disappointment from entering her.
“Don’t worry boss I’ll save you!” said a familiar voice and suddenly she felt a struggle behind her.
Unexpectedly she was suddenly swung behind and she felt her side hit someone, knocking the air out of her utterly. Gwyn slipped off her enjoyment and landed roughly into the ground, right on top of the dildo causing her to squeal in pain and euphoria. Sounds of a struggle happened behind her but Gwyn was busy trying to gather her marbles.
Struggling with her panties, Gwyn figured they were finished anyway and began to tear the panties. It was slow work and she felt spikes of pain, especially since her ass was relatively sore still, but it felt good too. It pushed the dildo deeper up her butt though and Gwyn feared it might be forever stuck there but she continued on regardless. Pulling hard Gwyn began tearing the panties off before she felt something give, leaving her face free of her butt smell as the panties tore off.
Tears in her eyes, Gwyn stood up on shaky legs before turning around to see her servant currently wrestling with the Dryad. During the struggle the slavegirl had her panties pulled again and found themselves trapped onto a branch nearby, trapping her in a wedgie as she struggled to beat the Dryad. Her but was red and her tattered outfit basically disintegrated in the struggle.
The Dryad meanwhile similarly had her leafy clothing ripped off her, revealing the rest of her nature goods such as a pair of perky breasts and a booty that Gywn would admittedly die for. The “panties” the Dryad was wearing was currently being used to try and restrain her, as Charlotte had wedgied the waistband and legholes over and under her arms to act as a makeshift rope knot and was currently trying to tighten it with one hand while she was busy distracting the Dryad by smacking her butt as fast and hard as possible, to seemingly no avail.
It seemed to be working though as the Dryad was very distracted from all the attention. Gywn decided to end this
Option 1: Gywn and Charlotte are swarmed by the rest of the Forest Guardians
Option 2: Gywn and Charlotte subdue the Dryad and quickly escape!
Option 3: The Dark Elves find them and it erupts into a fierce three way brawl!   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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